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lyrics

my lamb, my sheep
you confessed it talking in your sleep
you know that nervous system
isn’t yours to keep
my love, my pet
you know i memorized your silhouette
the way your eyes follow me
like some bad debt

your fails, your doubts
your sit-ins and your fade-outs
you need a parking lot to keep you
hollowed out
and clean, my queen
you spilled your whiskey in your magazine
why did you wait so long
to get your sad vaccine?

held up
held down
between the swimmers and the drowned
the bread you steal
between the hunger and the meal
now you see the known
through your faded rods and cones
alone

your arms, your cries
I still dream about
your tired eyes
the way you always bitched about
your low supplies

held up
held down
between the swimmers and the drowned
the bread you steal
between the hunger and the meal
now you only see the known
through your faded rods and cones
alone